My phone buzzed. Then buzzed again. Then started vibrating continuously like it was having a seizure.
Iris had discovered that I hadn't responded in over thirty minutes.
Iris: HELLO????
Iris: ARE YOU DEAD
Iris: DID THE RICH PEOPLE EAT YOU
Iris: ZAY I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DONT ANSWER
Iris: I'm calling the police
Iris: Actually I'm calling Mrs. Delgado first because she's scarier than the police
Iris: ISAIAH MARCUS ANGELO
Iris: That's it I'm filing a missing persons report
Iris: Wait you're typing
Iris: FINALLY
Iris: I need photos
Iris: Of the rich people habitat
Iris: I need to show Sarah
Iris: She doesn't believe me that you work for the Valentine family
Iris: She said I'm lying
Iris: Prove her wrong
Iris: ZAY
Iris: THE PHOTOS
Iris: NOW
I stood up from the bed and walked to the bathroom, snapping a photo that captured the massive tub, the rain shower, and the heated towel racks in one frame. I sent it to Iris with a simple caption.
